# Before I Decay

Author: Trace182
Tags: Poem, Poetry, trace

All night, until the cold break of dawn,

I imagine the window is a picture frame

I stare out at the moon,

Longing to escape into the starry sky

This feeling, tearing at me,

I can't put it into words,

So I cut into my own arm

Every time I bleed, there lies the reason to live,

And I discover words so bright and vivid

The path we walked together is no more,

But even so, I still walked with you,

I wonder if I'll ever be able to meet you

Before I decay,

Please grant me my small wish,

Love me to the marrow of my bones

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5VGWPm